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“Great. Is he being introduced like a bride at her own wedding?” Noah gave me a warning look. We entered the ballroom just as the Roll Caller’s voice rang out. “Presenting—His Majesty, King Damian” My gaze lifted. And locked onto him. The man from the piano room. Sitting on the throne. The King. Noah, unaware, leaned close and murmured, “Be careful, Aegis. You shouldn't make the mistake of underestimating the King. I heard he's even more powerful than any of his ancestors. They call him The Insanity. And he's almost as psychotic as you are maybe even more."

I thought that with phoenix back, I could protect the pack without thinking of the decision-making aspect. Darted worriedly. What if I fail to make a good decision in the near future. I might've proven myself worthy of the position, but I could also prove myself unworthy with any slight mistake. Besides, I had never been a ruler before, I had no idea how it was being one. I was practically just following my instincts for now, but the more I sat down to think about it, the more worried I became.

The softness in his voice eased some of the tension including my raging nerves, atleast enough to keep my heart rate stable again instead of the frenzy it was in a few moments ago. "N-no. They were fine." I nervously stuttered, before clearing my throat. "That's good. Please, you don't have to fear me or anyone in the castle actually. No one will harm you, I give you my word," The man assured," Now, on to more pressing matters, my Lady. I'm Noah, King Theo's trusted advisor, Beta and Best friend. May I have your name?" King Theo? Beta? My Lady? Where am I? "My Lady?" The ma-, I mean, Noah's voice came through my foggy, confused mind.

"All accept ksei, Noah Silverton as their King?" Noah knew he could be challenged for the throne any moment. Then he would have to fight and kill, only to land back at the dais, in front of the Elders of Vermiculo Pack. A pack Noah would be made Alpha of a day after. The coronation before the marking demonstrated that he was to be a King before an Alpha. And challenging the strongest werewolf on land would be folly, yet there was a moment of silence for anyone to arise one.

"I've never met this Dark King, but rumors say he's more likely to use wealth than strength in combat. I demand a true challenge, a battle of might!" "Very well," the leader of the shadow troops replied, his voice unflinching as he opened his briefcase to reveal its contents. "Would $1 million suffice as a starting offer?" The Alpha Pack leader scoffed at the sight of the money, his laughter booming through the room. "The Dark King is known for his vast riches; he once gave 500 million to Edward. I consider myself no less significant than Edward. To secure my allegiance, the price is no less than 500 million."

Silvia remembered when the King came to her with Keanna in his arms the night of the rebellion with blood on her. “I’m leaving this lady in your arms, Silvia. She has her heart on her sleeve, you’ll see everything in her eyes.” A man who has never opened his heart to anyone and a woman who embraces her feelings. I will hold her close to my heart, King Neil. She smiled as she made that silent promise. “If my lady says the word, the King will immediately fill the entire room with gold, silver, and treasures.” Keanna was confused for a moment, wondering why the King would do such a thing if she asked.

It was too quiet for my liking. Sol would definitely prefer it this way. That’s why my babbo wanted him to lead the family. Babbo was named the Mafia King. Sol took over when he died and now… there’s me. A woman who is leading one of the world’s biggest mafia. After making people know that the king was actually a queen, I thought for sure someone would dare come after me. Perhaps I have instilled fear too much after wiping out those scums. “What’s with that sigh, Cara?”

"Your father, Morano the Elder, once came to our realm… seeking the same thing you now desire." Donato's breath hitched. The king continued, "The book you seek is real. But it does not change hands without purpose. We do not give it to the unworthy. Or the aimless." "I'm not aimless," Donato said, voice hardening. "No, you're clever. Skilled. Strategic. That's why I have a proposal." Donato leaned in. "Our family's trade is information," the king said. "We deal in secret archives and encrypted tech. But our digital clientele has… weakened. We need someone to rebuild our online presence. Someone who understands algorithms, influence, and branding in the human world."

did they really choose him? “As our recommendation for the next Alpha King.” Cecil answered stoically, “It will be a considerable amount of time until King Andrew recovers, and in the meantime…well, you know how these things work. There are no other candidates who have demonstrated such insight and capabilities for leading their people through the good times and the bad.” The curiosity on Ryan’s face was replaced with a flicker of panic before he quickly schooled his features into a more neutral expression. “Wait.” He said quickly, licking his lips nervously, “Is this set in stone?”

"This is the rogue who's bonded to all three of my heirs." "Yes, Your Majesty," Caius answers. "Interesting." The King stands. Walks down the steps. Circles me like I'm livestock at a market. "She's scrawny. Weak. Hardly fit for one Prince, let alone three." "The bond doesn't care about fitness," Damon says. "Clearly." The King stops in front of me. "What's your name, girl?" "Sage." "Sage what?" "Just Sage." "No pack name? No family name?"